There was a knock at the door.

There are Xiaodouding and pandas at home, so Yang Mu likes to close the courtyard door, and whoever wants to come in has to knock on the door.

Yang Mu went out with a shovel.

Mu Dalang pulled down the quilt, exposed his head, and exhaled deeply.

The panda rubbed over again, "Huh~"

Mu Dalang looked at the pitiful appearance of the panda, sighed helplessly, turned his head to look, and made sure that Yang Mu would not come back, so he hugged Qiuqiu and comforted him in a sneaky whisper.

The panda buried his head in Mu Dalang's arms, and the aggrieved don't want it.

Here, Yang Mu opened the courtyard door and found that it was Yang Wen standing outside.

Yang Wen's face was gloomy, and he showed a silver bracelet in his hand, and said, "Return you!" ”

Yang Mu didn't care about his attitude, and reminded lightly: "Don't forget, there are still one hundred taels of silver!" Pay in installments, you can pay it off within 2 months! ”

She put away the silver bracelet, and with a "bang", closed the courtyard door.

Yang Wen looked at the closed courtyard door with gloomy eyes, snorted coldly, threw his sleeves and left.

Yang Mu hurriedly walked back to the stove house and stir-fried the vegetables.

This morning, she found that there were a lot of greens missing in the vegetable patch in the backyard assigned to her, and she didn't know if it was the old Yang family's work.

She had to find a mason and fence off the backyard so that she wouldn't encounter any more thieves.

After lunch, Yang Mu took Niu Laohan's donkey cart to the county seat.

She went to the pharmacy first, dug out the dog treasure in the wolf's belly in front of the guys, weighed it, and weighed it, and it was eight taels, and it was sold for twenty taels of silver.

Then she went to the bazaar, and sold the wolf's flesh and the wolf's skin whole, and got six taels of silver.

If she wants to start a pastry business, eggs and flour are indispensable, and if she doesn't have chickens at home, she has to buy eggs.

Yang Mu walked around the bazaar, bought the ingredients and baking tray he needed, and weighed five catties of pork, all three people in the family need to replenish their bodies, and meat is indispensable.

After buying everything, she went to the bookstore.

Shopkeeper Shi saw that she was here again, and asked the guy to make tea very enthusiastically.

"The girl is here today, is there another manuscript of Mr. Fan Tong?"

Last time, the shopkeeper Shi asked the name of the writer, Yang Mu spoofed a "rice bucket", and the shopkeeper Shi took the opportunity to think that the name of the person who wrote the manuscript was "Fan Tong".

Yang Mu listened to the amusement, nodded, took out the manuscript of "The Legend of the White Snake" from his arms, and said in his heart, Mu Dalang, Mu Dalang, don't blame me.

Who told you to be so edible?

Shopkeeper Shi took the manuscript and only read two pages, and then called it a good book.

After another bargain, Shopkeeper Shi gave Yang Mu forty-five taels of silver.

Yang Mu got the money and proudly carried the small basket out of the bookstore.

There is a canal in the county that runs through the entire county.

Under the south bridge, masons, stuccoers, gardeners and coolies often work here.

In fact, the father and son of the old Yang family's Yang Chinese New Year's Eve also like to squat here and wait for work.

Yang Xi broke his wrist and did not come, only Yang Chinese New Year's Eve and Yang Nan were there.

Yang Chinese New Year's Eve carried a wine jug and drank while playing chess with an old man.

It's too boring to wait for work, some of them play chess, and some weave bamboo baskets.

As soon as Yang Mu appeared, he was surrounded by a group of people.

"Girl, do you want to paint the wall?"

"Girl, do you want to build a wall?"

"Girl, do you want to paste the roof?"

"Girl, do you want to cut down trees and plant flowers?"

……

"Losing money? What are you doing here? ”

The enthusiasm of the crowd was interrupted by a cold voice.

Everyone turned their heads to look and saw that it was Yang Nan, who had the most temper, it seemed that Yang Nan and this girl still had contradictions?

If there is a contradiction, the girl will definitely not work with the father and son of the Yang family!

Yang Nan walked up a few steps, looked at Yang Mu viciously, and said angrily, "Lao Tzu asked you something!" ”

Yang Mu sneered and said, "Who do you call Lao Tzu?" My Lao Tzu is Yang Dong, and I died three years ago! ”

Yang Nan heard his niece curse himself to death, and immediately became angry, and smashed his fist towards Yang Mu.

There is no patriarch here, and there is no Lizheng, he will see who can save her!

Yang Mu's eyes were quick, and he hit it with a fist, colliding with Yang Nan's fist.

"Bang!" The sound of fist banging.

"Click!" The sound of bones breaking.

With a touch of both fists, they immediately separated.

Everyone looked at Yang Mu with pity.

This female doll is thin and small, and she must not be able to withstand Yang Nan's fist, and the sound of broken bones must be that of this female doll.

"Ahh

Three seconds later, Yang Nan clutched his fists, jumped on the spot, and shouted with a distorted face.

Everyone looked confused, and it took a long time for them to come back to their senses, and their surprised expressions seemed to be copied and pasted.

This little girl, beat Yang Nan's big guy and broke it?

Yang Chinese New Year's Eve hunched over and went to his son's place.

"What's going on?"

Yang Nan shouted angrily, "What's wrong? Let your granddaughter break a bone! ”

Everyone present looked at each other, granddaughter?

This girl is Yang Chinese New Year's Eve's granddaughter?

Then this little girl is definitely not here to find someone to work.

The enthusiasm of the crowd was extinguished, and they concentrated on watching the play.

Yang Chinese New Year's Eve has always been a statusless, and he was yelled at by his son, but he was not angry, and reached out to see his son's hand bones.

Yang Nan angrily shook off his father's hand, scolded and rushed towards Yang Mu.

If he doesn't kill this cheap girl today, he won't be surnamed Yang!

Yang Mu watched Yang Nan hit himself with another fist, and kicked out a kick that hit Yang Nan's knee.

Yang Nan was impacted by a huge force, and flew out two meters away directly backwards, landing heavily at Yang Chinese New Year's Eve's feet.

Yang Chinese New Year's Eve screamed strangely, and when he saw that his son seemed to be in pain, the whole person was stunned.

Yang Mu patted the non-existent dust on his hands and said to everyone: "My family wants to build a courtyard wall, and I want to invite a master." ”

The stunned crowd had not yet recovered from the shock.

Yang Nan is invincible in his peers!

Over the years, Yang Nan has relied on his fists to rob them of how much business!

That's ...... Knocked unconscious?

Yang Mu coughed a few times, called everyone back to their souls, and repeated what he had just said.

Immediately, a few masons came over with bright eyes.

Yang Mu picked a father and son who looked honest and went to the brick factory to buy bricks and tiles together.

Masons are veteran craftsmen who know what bricks and tiles are more resistant to moisture and rain.

There are two kinds of bricks in the brick factory, one is fired, which is stronger, but it is too expensive; The other is a large blue brick, which is the size of four red bricks in the previous life.

Yang Mu roughly calculated, the courtyard walls of the front and back yards combined, about thirty meters.

In ancient times, a foot was almost 23 centimeters.

She told the four masters to ask for 130 feet of bricks and a stove house.

The masters quickly calculated that it would cost nearly three thousand bricks.

After a period of bargaining, Yang Mu spent twenty taels of silver.

However, pay the deposit today.

The brick and tile factory is in charge of delivery, just add 100 yuan, and when the time comes, the bricks will be sent over and settled together.

She made an appointment with the brick delivery master and the mason master of the factory to go to Zhupo Village early tomorrow morning, and then went to the county gate and returned to the village in the donkey cart of Niu Laohan.

When Yang Mu returned to the village, the sky was still bright.

Mrs. Bao is still sitting under the big locust tree and looking down on all beings.

Yang Mu found that Mrs. Bao's waist was very straight today, and she couldn't help but turn her steps and walked over.

"Aunt Bao, why don't you go back to cook?"

Mrs. Bao sat stunned, didn't even move her head, just looked at her with strange eyes.

Yang Mu felt strange, and when he got closer, he almost laughed.

Bao Lao usually inserted a branch into his meticulous bun, and Mrs. Bao was fixed to the tree by the branch!

No wonder it's motionless!

Yang Mu couldn't help but laugh and lightly rescued Mrs. Bao's hair from the branches.

Mrs. Bao stood up without changing her face, and squinted her eyes and skimmed Yang Mu's small back basket.

Yang Mu smiled and handed her a bag of pastries, which she bought from several pastry shops today.

One is to inquire about the price of pastries, and the other is to taste what ancient pastries taste.

Know yourself and know your opponent, and win all battles.

Mrs. Bao messed up her hair, took the pastry, straightened her waist and went back to her yard.

Yang Mu looked at her back, and her messy bun, and said in her heart that this old lady was really interesting, and she didn't know how long she had been fixed on the branches, and she didn't call someone to help her.

If she didn't find out today, could it be that the old lady hung on the tree all night?